Plenty of us would find it hard to meet someone whom you could both describe as rebellious and soft-spoken until you meet (even over the phone), the fascinating Adeline Rapon. Parisian jeweller by trade, photographer and influencer by taste, Adeline sits atop seemingly contrasting worlds that she has been able to give meaning and voice…Read more »
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Portrait of a Different Kind: Meet Makhúkhú Molepo, South African Architect and Photographer
There is something raw, but also fragile in the eyes of Makhúkhú Molepo. Khú, as he also likes to be called, first told me that he understands photography through architecture and that his fascination with the latter comes from his intent studying of light when captured in the brevity of the moment. It is the…Read more »
Revelations (Part 1)
Earlier this year, I had my first Ifá yearly reading from a well-respected and kind (the soothing kind, the appeasing kind, the warm kind) Babalawo (who also happens to be one of my closest sister friend’s cousin… the world is but a small place). For those who may not be familiar with Ifá, Wikipedia lays…Read more »
Is our creative offering enough?
I think I can earnestly say that I have somewhat been at odds with my (professional) self so far this year. Yes, the statement is blunt. True yet probably a tad exaggerated but hopefully not definitive. At least… I think. There is something healthy about wanting to do something that will attract and if possible…Read more »
Can We Talk About The Brothers?
Over the past few months (although I would have to admit that my informal research study began a number of years ago!), I have come to realise or rather accept that my professional relationship to and with men has significantly stalled. As one of my constant source of bemoaning and a (uniquely) bottomless pit of…Read more »
Why I prefer being a mother… (than a lover)
Finally… I told myself… Finally… I was able not only to “capture” time but to actually schedule an appointment at the beauty institute (and spa) for what should be (or rather used to be) my monthly bikini wax routine. I am not afraid to say that for the past sixteen months, this act of self-care…Read more »
Akwaba. A Warm Welcome to Kadara. This. Is. Fate
I can hardly recall the number of times that my brother – an amazingly talented writer and playwright – has told me to write. I can also hardly recall the number of times that I began then stopped diary writing. I am not old but I am not young… and yet I am totally new…Read more »